What I would have said at the Rosary had I not been crying more than my mom after a hallmark commercial, and was also somewhat funny:
Around Easter of ‘04 Tammy came up North with me to meet the Grandparents for the first time. And unlike every movie you’ve ever seen, where the significant other meets the family, I had absolutely zero worries.
When we arrived at their house, Grandpa asked us both about our degrees and what we were to do with them (He always seemed to be interested in peoples business pursuits). We continued to chat over the Macaroni & Cheese that Grandma forced us to eat.
And like my visits to Grandmas usually ended up, I challenged her to a game of Flinch. On this rare occasion, (maybe it was his desire to be hospitable to a new visitor) Grandpa decided to play. As we all know, Grandpa was not a big fan of card games.
The result was not surprising - Grandma won the first two games, with Grandpa saying, "See that’s why I don’t play games with Grandma. She always cheats!"
We finished up and shortly after that we left. As we slid into the backseat, Tammy looked at me and said, "You know, that’s what grandparents are supposed to be like."
And right there it hit me. I thought “Yup. You hit the nail on the head.” Growing up, I had taken it all for granted - the jokes, the smiles, the food, the legos, the generosity. All of it – I was and am extremely blessed to have perfect grandparents.
And I didn’t even need to cheat.
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During my grade school years, our family obtained a nice backgammon set. Somehow I was able to convince Dad to play with me. We played many games together. That is the only time I ever remember playing any type of board game with him. Ever.
And he accused me of cheating too.
I had to remove previous post due to a glaring typo - for you curious-types.
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